Chapter 53： your waist is also good

Yan Zhixu looked at Fu Shimo with a ruffian smile in his eyes, "President Fu, you can come to me if you encounter any difficulties in the future."

With such an interesting research subject in front of him, it makes people want to unravel his secrets.

She walked to the desk and pulled out a black ballpoint pen from the pen holder.

Take a piece of white paper and write down a string of phone numbers on the white paper.

"Okay."

Taking the note she handed over, Fu Shimo glanced down.

Her words were just like her own, ruffian and rebellious.

There is a sense of arrogance, but it is not arrogant, which makes people feel good.

He seemed to stuff the note into his pocket casually, but his fingers gently rubbed the paper in his pocket, as if he was feeling the residual heat on it.

"I go first."

Yan Zhixu stretched his back and lifted his foot to brush past him.

Suddenly, his eyes swept to his left hand, and his footsteps stopped slightly.

His eyes were drawn uncontrollably. After a while, his eyes flickered for a while, and he said softly, "Dean Fu's hands are good and feel very good."

Thinking of the scene of touching his fingers in the corridor, I felt a little itchy, and I couldn't help wanting to put my hands on him and do it again.

The girl's voice was light, but her words seemed to be mixed with a bit of flirting.

Fu Shimo took out his right hand in his pocket, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, the light in his eyes flickered, and the darkness glowed.

"My child, your waist is also very good."

The slender waist is full of a grip, as if a little bit of force will break it.

The man's voice was hoarse and dull, and his appearance was even more attractive.

You don't need to do extra actions, just one look and one sentence can easily move people's hearts.

Yan Zhixu didn't blush, but nodded in approval, with a look of deep sympathy, "Tsk, thank you for the compliment."

She thinks her waist is really good.

After he finished speaking, he took his eyes back and left the office in a leisurely pace.

Fu Shimo turned around, looked at the closed door, and restrained the strange color in his eyes.

The **** Adam's apple squirmed, and a hoarse and charming chuckle overflowed from the throat, "The way the children walk is quite different."

A casual murmur, but coupled with a captivating smile, inexplicably makes people feel that there are traces of pampering inside.

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Back to the prosperous mansion.

Yan Zhixu was paralyzed on the sofa, his left leg resting on his right, and he casually placed it on the expensive coffee table.

She held a book over her face, as if to close her eyes.

The posture is lazy, and there is no ladylike temperament of a wealthy daughter at all.

But Wang Ma, who was busy in the kitchen, took time to look at the living room. Seeing her like this, a smile appeared on her face.

The young lady she used to know is back, and presumably this deserted home will soon become as noisy and full of joy as before.

"Carving flowers in the hand, the blade turning into a painting..."

The phone rings.

Yan Zhixu didn't take off the book covering his face, picked up the phone, swiped to answer, and put it to his ear.

As soon as the phone was answered, the voice of the agent Lu Xun immediately rang.

"Baby Asu, I went to Orange Heart Garden, but you weren't at home. Tell me honestly, have you been at Master Yan's house these days, Asu, girls should be more reserved, it's so easy What you get will not be cherished.”

Crackling, a little long-winded, but hard to hide the sincerity.

You don't need to think about it, the agent on the opposite side must be pacing back and forth with his waist twisted in a hurry.

"Shengshihaoting, come and tell me something."

After speaking, Yan Zhixu hung up the phone with a snap, put the mobile phone on the sofa at will, and closed his eyes to sleep.